Chapter 13
With a heavy heart and one last quiet incantation, Svetlana cut the tether, letting Amina’s soul slip back into the ether where it could finally rest. She smoothed the untouched sand over the lonely grave, laying her protégé to rest as gently as she could.
But even as the final traces of spectral magic faded into the desert night, something uneasy twisted in Svetlana’s chest. Amina hadn’t told her everything. Svetlana had felt it—a shadow behind her student’s eyes, a final truth left unspoken. Whether Amina chose to hide it or the strict limits of the resurrection spell ran out their time, Svetlana couldn’t say.
In the end, it didn’t matter. The grief in her chest hardened into something cold and razor‑sharp. Baltasar’s lies had cost Amina her life and shattered the sanctuary
